POEM: HER MIND IS FULL OF DEMONS!

At sixteen what a beautiful girl!

and so much proud at 18.

But she never understood her world was fully corrupted...
Her matric year was nothing but dramas...
She had Saturday classes for the whole year...
Shes out of Control...
Parents warned and decided to give her space
because she demanded...
She said: 'I am Big girl, I can Handle myself!'
It seen like the famous words didn't last...


Now she got a fear of been effected by
Viruses even worse she failed her matric year!
Cape Times couldn't remember her name...

Her mind is full of demons, Now she wanna
commit suicide by drinking poison, hold on...
Phone calls are made everywhere; Now the house
is filled with family members trying to rescue
her lil pressure's life!

'Its okay to have fun, but don't ever take it too far!'

By: Abdul Jabaar Juma

RASTA Vs PASTA(REAL FUNNY STORY)

WARNING THIS ARTICLE HAS STRONG LANGUAGES!

NAPOLEON NETWORK ENTERTAINMENT, PRESENTATIONS.
by Abdul Jabaar Juma on Wednesday, February 3, 2010 at 2:09pm




Cape Town, South Africa: 0550 train number. Part 1.
One Pasta was prieching in the train in early hours of Sunday afternoon 31 january

Then the was one rasta siting n talking to his friend.

What happened when Paster says even though u r Rasta God loves you.

NEXT.

Rasta: y r u talking about rastas
Y, y?
Talk about Jesus

PASTA: Jesus Christ u must remember!

RASTA: fuck u.
Jesus christ, u think, u think...

PASTA: Jesus Christ, u must remember

(Rasta stood up with a physical Fight)

RASTA: Jesus, Jesus is not com

PASTA: Jesus Christ, u must remember

(Physical Fight)

RASTA: Jesus, Jesus is not coming bk you stupid fool

PASTA: Dont mind, dont worry...

RASTA: stupid fool. And i got a Rasta family and you don't talk bullshit to me

PASTA: In the name of Jesus

RASTA: Fuck u, i am not a duck, i am a man n u must respect me.
.

Next page.

(The lady next to them tried to stop)

The Lady: please stop this, cant u see, this man is the man of God.

RASTA: what?

RASTA: what this man want, hun?
He must not talk about Rastas, whats problem?

Why his Talking about Rastas

THE LADY: Please go n sit, my brother! Please dont talk to him..( The lady telling the Pasta)

RASTA: this man is the Bikon... Thats why... Thats why is full of Apartheid, full of shit.

(RASTA SPIT ON PASTA'S FACE, and silence in the train)

RASTA: do u think other people they dont know About God?

You started to priech for a white man to give u food.

I, look like christ the Nazareth, what do u tell me?

(RASTA'S KNOCKING HIS FINGER ON PASTA'S HEAD)

... Stop to look like a voucher, that's what u look like, get your head grow, stupid.

... Nazareth doesn't look like a voucher

... You eat too much blood, asshole...

... Do you see me? I am a free man...

... Do you know whos the Nazareth, go and see how the Nazareth look like?

RASTA: I don't eat blood, now u wana tell me about Christ...
 


Please note that this conversations was recorded by using my cellphone device, and i wrote the script by playing back, step by step to make it original. no word was added for fun for no reason.

LET ME SLEEP

Dear Lord,
You know me well...
Your heaven seen to be hard to reach.
Yet I am in the least skillful place of my belief.

This place I am has Loneliness, Sadness and confusion...
The anxiety has full of detoxification's.
They says its easy to fallen in love and its even harder to get out.

I think I am falling apart; my weakness in history
of love is breaking me inside.

This game of love have destroyed generations before us.
Titanic never stop sinking. Shall I believe or be the next victim?

Please help me not to fallen in love this way!
Let me sleep, Let me leave a day and say it’s okay to loose then succeed.
Its time to leave and move on.

TO THE NEW ANGEL OF MY LIFE

by Charnel Petersen on Monday, February 20, 2012 at 6:02pm ·

I love you so mUch the words can not explain, when i am at the weakest point of my life you are there encouraging me to run this race
Because you are there with me When we are apart I picture your gracious smile, gentle hug, loving kisses..

DON'T BE AFRAID TO TRY

DONT BE AFRAID TO TRY

Wats da true definition of love?

My heart hurt without u. All i want, it just Tobe happy...

I can hear your breathing, seeing is believing
One love to my primary school class mates,

I am walking in da rain, my life is made up with excuses. I live 2 try and i tried 2succeed. Live n die, but real story 2tell... I was born 2win, n any prize's merit. One love to Lentegeur High, class of 2007

POEM: ANYTHING YOU CAN HANDLE!

by Abdul Jabaar Juma on Thursday, January 20, 2011 at 3:44pm ·

I am living in da rich world Babygirl, my position is a careful man...
Fulfill dreams in my empty soul...

I am just lonely in my room staring at the wall, wishing your presence...

I am writing words like you stole my mind
Should i say this in the sexy way?
How you wants it girl? We Can do it up against the wall, on the flow or your heard facing the pillow, tight side to side... anything you Can handle...


By: Abdul Jabaar Juma

POEM: DEAR SON

by Abdul Jabaar Juma on Sunday, February 13, 2011 at 7:45pm ·

If Technology is designing Great things today... Then my seeds designed you so well! You are just two; Last time i checked your intelligent file, you impressed the jury... You are my boy and i want to be your full time

parent - they took you away from me, how much should I pay them? No! this is war and its combat time... I tried harder to give you a happy home...But they tried less. I will fight for you, and if i will failed; history wouldnt be the same

POEM: LORD KNOWS

by Abdul Jabaar Juma on Friday, January 21, 2011 at 2:52pm ·

Dear God, here is I am responding to all the damaged i have caused to myself, i have been a bad boy...

I didn't hurt anybody...
I didn't steal from anybody
And i am not feeling sick or injured weather in financial difficulties, i am just worried about the future...

Here is i am...

And Feel like i don't wanna apologized on the last minutes.
In this world we are just passengers and we shall all returned
To You!
Here is I am... Lord be my Savior Forgive me.
Lord knows...

Abdul Jabaar Juma

POEM: TO THE ONE I HAVE A FEELINGS FOR

by Abdul Jabaar Juma on Saturday, February 19, 2011 at 12:30am ·

A boy's love like you is so beautiful so tender and so dear.
It warms the anxious heart and takes the fear.

For all the special things you make and love you give,
for every act of kindness and each and every happy memory of me,
for being sweet to you and wonderful, for all your thoughtful ways,
this brings the warmest wishes for a year of happy days.

It's the way you seem to understand when no one else
is listening that look of love in your eyes and then that
tear glistening Abdul, you hold a very special place deep,
deep down in my heart and what
you've been teaching me it's like a beautiful work of art.

By: Loren Lee Philander(2006)

POEM: LITTLE FAME

by Abdul Jabaar Juma on Monday, February 21, 2011 at 6:19am ·

We are living life with a lil fake of joy....
Can you feel me?

I created musical... I gave birth to Napoleon Video Production...
My God!

I feel like i am a teacher who doesn't have student to teach, therefore i cant let my own child growing up rude!
And before i go, i just want to make sure everyone heard every words i mean!
Can you pitch that? Lol...

POEM: THE EVERLASTING

by Abdul Jabaar Juma on Tuesday, February 22, 2011 at 5:00pm ·

The saddest word is to say 'Goodbye'
But the trick is to recognize goodbye Can be a good thing
When there is a chance to start all over again.

How can life be so helpless loosing someone you admired?
My fear always was there knowing one day I might lose you...
We never forget what we have given up.

Is for ourselves to move forward.

What we Can't do or change is to live another day waiting
for another heart broken moment to say goodbye,
because chances are, their won't stop coming.

POEM: ICE BOX

by Abdul Jabaar Juma on Tuesday, February 22, 2011 at 10:28pm ·

All i want is to be with you and i will keep it real!

Babygirl, you are the one left for me and i am the only one for you...

Let me be your life partner although i dont have all possiblities to host you but you may understand how life can change...

Do what you want with me, but please baby dont to break my heart, you know it my heart doesnt got an Ice Box but only you

MY COLORED GIRL

The Golden girl!
The girl of my dream...

so much pleasure on the internet, her beauty sparks me up like I am staring an HD flat screen...

I packed my bags and move to the Cape...

She's Legal...
She heard my reputation on small screen...
Yet she's young but she promised she wouldn't scream...

Every time i think of her, I starts acting lil bit crazy like she stole my mind Lol...

Every man wanna have her,
I must be lucky that she's here with me...

She gave me some sexy body languages before she left, she turned me on...


She's good in the ring, yet twelve round wasn't enough for me...

She's my sexy lover, soon i will be her cover...

WASHED AWAY

by Abdul Jabaar Juma on Tuesday, June 21, 2011 at 7:54am ·

Having you, was just a dream now i am awake everything is seen to be gone,
still in bed confused, forcing myself to sleep again maybe i might have another you!

COME AND GONE

by Abdul Jabaar Juma on Saturday, October 1, 2011 at 4:30pm ·

Come and gone

First line First
My lyrics are dramatized
We reflects in the mirror
They Still cant be us
Our minds are unpredictable
We are rich in words to say!
Napollionaires fans,
their supports-
Lives in genes...
can't guess or change them

When we dreamed; we bring it
When we bang; they bring it
When we links; we kick it

I got a free advice from my drunken uncle|
 ' there is no entertainment in drinking but stupidity'|

 but I wonder when he gonna stop!?
I am a drug Free!

I am a real G, a soldier!
Its time for war
higher above
Inside military Helicopter,
suckers free
careless with my enemies on the surface
I bust motherfucker haters out
Nigha Run for your life
Ain't gona stop pressing
Till y'all die
dropping bombs like
I am down in Iraq
See no evil

INTRODUCTIONS

NAPOLEON NETWORK ENTERTAINMENT


Welcome to my Facebook page world!
Take a ride, close your eyes and deep breath, for the real suspension... where life is too short to remember...

My name is Napollionaire and my government name is Abdul Jabaar Juma. I grew up in many parts around Africa and I love technology that made everything possible!
Throughout my life I have been raised by family members, and my two parents never lived together!



NAME

ABDUL ………
JABAAR………
JUMA …………



HOBBY

I am a Video Producer; my video Production is calling Napoleon Network Entertainment, which I founded in 2007.
So far I have worked with several local artists, developing Music Videos.

Please don’t forget to check come out my channel. http://youtube.com/napollionaires
I love materialistic things, funky stuffs… well maybe a little bit expensive and different.
In life there is always one thing that makes us special; which is history. And we are making one right here on Facebook. Facebook really changes my life; and this warm excitement, would live for many years to come. It will link us with the future generations.



FAMILY


I am the only child from my mother's side.
My mother: she’s such an angel on the planet earth. She always does things to please me.
She’s a strongest woman ever.
I believe I got two hearts; the other one is my mother's. And I keep both in shape. My other favorite person is my son; he's so cute and smart. I think is going to be Mr. Australia one day, or the next big thing. And other professionals I couldn’t achieve, I will pass over to him. I am a parent.
To friends and family, I am they biggest supporter.


PROFESSIONAL


Graphic Designer, Poet, Video Producer, Video Editor, Director and full time Electrician


LIFESTYLE


I just can’t live a single day without surfing the web. I am trying to stay away from it but can’t stop learning new things every day!
Life of 21st Century’s so beautiful. And we shall all be thankful for that. Life where everything is seen to be so technological and Positive friends helped me grow this way!



AWARDS


2003…………….Conrflower Primary, Learner of the year (South Africa)
2003…………….Class best responsible behavior
2004………….....Awarded Class Monitor
2006……………..Participated in High School Drama Festival
2006……………..Certificate of Merit
2006……………..Certificate School and Arts Challenge
2007……………..Grade 12 Class representative
2010……………..Certificate of Proficiency CityVarsity (South Africa)



FUTURE PLAN


To be successful man, working hard, getting married someday, to stay healthy, to be a lovely husband and parent and to go to heaven!


VIEW OF THE WORLD AND BELIEF


'Life is so beautiful, and if I will be given a second chance to reborn, I will simply take it. Worldly life seen to blinded us all, and we are actually forgotten the main reason we were created. But at the end we must all realized, the world isn’t ours: we are just tenants. The real Landlord Is God and He still waiting for the bills to be paid which has been ignored for so long. Living proof there is a God if we need a reason and judgment day is so real thing, believe me!'


CONCLUSION


In my life, I enjoyed meeting some of the most cultured and interesting people i have ever encountered-and much of my life has been spent in an association with keen minds and unusually interesting characters

(Last modified, 15-04-2012)